Luyện nghe bài hát I Hate

I hate blokes, telling tasteless jokes
And explaining where belong
I hate folks, who pay money to see gigs
And talk every fucking song
I hate people in clubs, snorting coke
And explaining where your wrong
Well if you agree, come hating with me
And feel free to along

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Well I hate status updates on Facebook
FYI we were M eight's
We to be friends on the internet
When in real life, we have to say
To each other, oh brother I have love for my
For times, for music and my mates
Yeah I laugh, and live and I love to give
But all you can do is hate

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Well I hate them fussy eaters, you cook them
only eat pizza and chips
I hate outside, for a smoke and some guy
Coughs, like lungs are his
And I hate queuing up, for toilets
Especially you need to shit
And I hate the X-Factor, for murdering
You of money grubbing pricks

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And I hate them magazines, aimed at teens
That ten year old's race to grow up
Hey kids, let's all be or better
Eat until you throw up
Keep your Hollywood stars, and stupid cars
And the Botox, that makes them look
Just grow old grace, have you seen Chear's face
It looks like it's been hit by a

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